Chapter four
John's pov
The whole breakfast went by smoothly. Paul seemed far happier seeing as George did actually still like him and the cause of his outbreak was simply a spiked drink which didn't seem to hurt George to badly. so the whole situation ended happily.
Except he was wrong.
We'll not entirely, George did still like Paul, he really liked Paul, and that's the problem! He likes him to much in my opinion. No one gets that close to my Paul but me! Additionally, his drink wasn't spiked! It was just a fucking lie he made up to excuse his fucking jealously. This hadn't ended either, not for George and John at least.
“Alright lads, you have about an hour and a half before we have to set off. Don't go off drinking I don't want to loose a Beatle. we don't have much time so just go to hang about in the hotel rooms for a bit.”
“Yes mum.”
I say using that John Lennon whit. George and Paul get up to leave, all walking towards the lift. Paul was walking closer to George, presumably to ask him if he was actually OK. Paul was caring like that, one of the many things I love about the ebony haired boy.
“John? U there mate?”
Ringo asked, waving his hand in front of my face. Looking at me confused.
“huh, yeah, just thinking… about yesterday, I want to talk to George, ya know about yesterday. But I want to do it alone so can you please distract paul so I can? Please rigs! You'll be my best friend!an and, get all my John Lennon services.”
I say, half seriously, half joking. Hoping the answer will be yes. I need to talk some sense into that Harrison.
“sure, sure. Don't be harsh on him though you know he won't give you or Paul shit or anything, he's not homophobic ya know.”
Ringo started walking towards Paul before I could say thank you. I knew I would count in rigs.
Ringo's pov
I know this won't end well, I know John isn't going to just “talk to him about something .” he was going to confront him about liking Paul or some shit. This is going to end up in a big fucking fight but best get it over with now I guess.
“hey Paulie! Race up the stairs!”
Paul stopped talking to George mid sentence and made a run for the stairs, me close behind.
John's pov
"Guess it's just you and me Georgie!"
The youngest Beatle looked notably nervous, that fucker knew what was coming.
“so I want to talk to you about last night.”
I say casually, pressing the button on the lift and waiting before stepping in, pulling the other Beatle with him.
Once the lift stating that moving up to the sixth floor, I started talking again.
“George, I know you like Paul. OK it's fucking obvious that you're trying to get into his pants 24/7! I ain't gonna get mad at ya because Paul likes you and I don't want to upset him but just piss off him OK! He's mine, you saw he way … remember? Or was your drink “spiked”? ”
I smirked at George's panicked face, best have some fun with this while I can. Paul's mine and we love each other, very much. So it's not like that'll change, will it?
George shifted himself towards the door of the lift, his forehead was slightly damp from sweat and his arms looked slightly more defined from what I can only guess was from either anger or nervousness.
“sorry John, it's not something I can help to be honest.”
George looked at me sympathetically , like a mother who was telling her son it was time to stop playing and go home. He continued.
“also, Paul's not yours to guard , he can choose who he loves. Maybe he's just with you because you're so protective over him he can't find anyone else.”
I balled my hands up in fists, who does this Harrison think he is? Paul loves me and I love him. It's fucking obvious! Why can't he see that.
I was about to speak but I was interrupted by a ding and the sound of doors retracting, showing we here at the sixth floor. I was going to start to speak again put Harrison interrupted me.
“that's it isn't it! You know he'll leave you when he find someone better! That's why your so protective over him! Awe poor Johnny, can't keep “his” pa-”
“I win!!!”
We where both interrupted but Paul's loud and panting(and lovely) voice coming from the end on the corridor. Luckily we here far enough for him to not hear us but from his shouting we could definitely hear him.
Me and George shared one last glance till he pushed me back and ran to jokingly congratulate Paul.
I'm going to kill that Harrison.
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Also early update this week! Next week's will be uploaded on Sunday as usual though!
